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Chapters (48)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Dedication
  5. Contents
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. ON A HOT DAY WE DREAM OF TEA
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. FOOD COOKED WITH LOVE TASTES BETTER
  10. CHAPTER THREE
  11. YOUR HOUSE HAS GOT MY NAME ON IT
  12. CHAPTER FOUR
  13. I SHALL SIMPLY LOOK UP IN THE SKY
  14. CHAPTER FIVE
  15. I AM YOUR FRIEND, AND I AM ASKING
  16. CHAPTER SIX
  17. THE THINGS OF WHICH A MECHANIC MIGHT SPEAK
  18. CHAPTER SEVEN
  19. THE THIS WAY UP BUILDING COMPANY
  20. CHAPTER EIGHT
  21. MMA RAMOTSWE DRIVES CLOVIS ANDERSEN TO MOCHUDI, AND THINKS
  22. CHAPTER NINE
  23. THE GOVERNMENT DOES NOT OWN THE AIR
  24. CHAPTER TEN
  25. SHE WAS LIKE A DEFLATED BALLOON
  26. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  27. AN INNOCENT MAN, A FIRST OFFENDER
  28. CHAPTER TWELVE
  29. THE EFFECT OF LIME
  30. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  31. THERE ARE SOME NICE PEOPLE ON THE ROAD
  32. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  33. GOLD INSIDE, NOT JUST OUTSIDE
  34. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  35. HOW MANY CUPS OF TEA …
  36. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  37. THE HABITS OF LIONS
  38. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  39. HAVE YOU HAD ANY INJECTIONS RECENTLY?
  40. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  41. A LAWYER SPILLS TEA OVER HIS SHIRT
  42. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  43. YOU ARE A VISITOR TO OUR COUNTRY
  44. CHAPTER TWENTY
  45. BETTER NAILS, BETTER LIFE
  46. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  47. MMA RAMOTSWE, I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE
  48. About the Author

Chapter One: On a Hot Day We Dream of Tea

Chapter Two: Food Cooked with Love Tastes Better

Chapter Three: Your House Has Got My Name On It

Chapter Four: I Shall Simply Look Up in the Sky

Chapter Five: I am Your Friend, and I am Asking

Chapter Six: The Things of Which a Mechanic Might Speak

Chapter Seven: The This Way Up Building Company

Chapter Eight: Mma Ramotswe Drives Clovis Andersen to Mochudi, and Thinks

Chapter Nine: The Government Does Not Own the Air

Chapter Ten: She Was Like a Deflated Balloon

Chapter Eleven: An Innocent Man, a First Offender

Chapter Twelve: The Effect of Lime

Chapter Thirteen: There are Some Nice People on the Road

Chapter Fourteen: Gold Inside, Not Just Outside

Chapter Fifteen: How Many Cups of Tea …

Chapter Sixteen: The Habits of Lions

Chapter Seventeen: Have You Had Any Injections Recently?

Chapter Eighteen: A Lawyer Spills Tea Over His Shirt

Chapter Nineteen: You are a Visitor to Our Country

Chapter Twenty: Better Nails, Better Life

Chapter Twenty-one: Mma Ramotswe, I have a Confession to Make

About the Author

CHAPTER ONE

ON A HOT DAY WE DREAM OF TEA

IN BOTSWANA, home to the No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency for the problems of ladies, and others, it is customary—one might say very customary—to enquire of the people whom you meet whether they have slept well. The answer to that question is almost inevitably that they have indeed slept well, even if they have not, and have spent the night tossing and turning as a result of the nocturnal barking of dogs, the activity of mosquitoes or the prickings of a bad conscience. Of course, mosquitoes may be defeated by nets or sprays, just as dogs may be roundly scolded; a bad conscience, though, is not so easily stifled. If somebody were to invent a spray capable of dealing with an uncomfortable conscience, that person would undoubtedly do rather well—but perhaps might not sleep as soundly as before, were he to reflect on the consequences of his invention. Bad consciences, it would appear, are there for a purpose: to make us feel regret over our failings. Should they be silenced, then our entirely human weaknesses, our manifold omissions, would become all the greater—and that, as Mma Ramotswe would certainly say, is not a good thing.